#and jack is down BAD but doesnt know it

[we-are-inevitable]

the sun still sets the same - javid WIP

“Hang on– Wait, okay, wait.”

They’re almost to the silver door before David all but drags Jack back a few feet, nearly making him bump into another person on the sidewalk. Jack turns on his heels to face David, who gently grabs his shoulders and positions him in the mouth of the alleyway between the two buildings- a bar and a dance hall. 

“Everything okay, Dave?” Jack asks, righting himself from the shoving. He’s used to being manhandled- his frat brothers believe in the love language of side-punches and dragging people arould by the collar of their shirt- but David is pretty gentle about it, and it catches Jack off guard more than it should. “Change your mind?”

“No, I just… I wanna make sure that you didn’t,” David starts, glancing over his shoulder at the sidewalk. “Change your mind, that is. I know this isn’t really your scene, and I don’t want to force you or anything.”

Jack grins, gaze softening. It’s sweet, really, that David cares like this. He’s right either way: Jack has never been to a gay bar before, let alone a drag show, but David’s birthday is next weekend and Jack can’t go to his party because he has to go to a date party with some Chi-O, so this is the next best thing. A night out together, doing something that David loves.

Jack isn’t sure he gets the appeal yet, though; he knows it’s entertaining, but why David loves men in makeup and skirts, he isn’t sure. But, hey, maybe he’ll be enlightened. 

“Dude, you really think I would’a walked all the way here to chicken out at the last minute?” Jack asks, raising a brow and crossing his arms. He sees David’s worry melt away- not completely, but enough- and the grin that takes place on his face makes Jack smile wider. “I’m a big boy, Davey. Ain’t gotta worry about me.”

David breathes out and nods. “Okay, good,” He says, and crosses his arms to mimic Jack. Jack watches him for a moment, the way his biceps flex a little as he moves and the way he cocks his hip, and he wonders for a moment how David isn’t cold just wearing a cut-up sleeveless croptop and a mesh undershirt. “In that case, we need to go over the rules.”

Jack tilts his head. “Rules. What rules?”

“First off, no judging,” David says quickly, nonchalantly holding one finger up. “Not that I think you would, but I’ve dealt with enough dickish straight guys at drag shows to not want to put up with it. Second– you’re here to see the show. I guarantee there will be plenty of straight girls looking for a gay best friend in there, and I know you’re not gay,” David pauses for a beat, “and I’m not trying to police who you flirt with or anything, but I just– I don’t, uh, want you missing out.”

“Wasn’t plannin’ on flirting with anyone anyway. We’re celebratin’ your birthday, man, tonight’s all about you,” Jack says as earnestly as he can. This isn’t how he’d want to spend his Saturday night, but it’s for David. He’d do a lot for David. “Besides, you’re actin’ like I’m not gonna be glued to your side all night. I’m out of my element here.”

“Fair point,” David acknowledges with a tilt of his head. The movement makes the glitter on his eyelids shine in the barely-there ray of neon light from the sign above, and Jack has to admit, David looks pretty good in makeup, for a dude. “Third– please try to have fun, okay? I get that drag is, like, weird, but it’s supposed to be. Frankly, I think it’s better when it’s weird. I don’t want you to be miserable just because you’re doing this for me.”

“I guarantee you, this is gonna be fun, okay? I know it’s gonna be a culture shock. It’s fine, Dave, really,” Jack assures him, then nudges his shoulder with his fist. “Let’s get inside before you freeze to death.”

David’s grin morphs into some sort of amused little smirk, a look that Jack hasn’t seen before, and he drops his arms to his sides. “Oh, that’s cute! You think gay people get cold. You’ve got a lot to learn.” 

As if he didn’t just drop an enigma of a sentence, David turns on his heels with surprising dexterity for someone in 4 inch platform boots, and walks out of the alleyway, beckoning for Jack to follow. 

And Jack does.

He follows underneath the neon pink lighting of the sign reading Mirage, and he follows in line, and he follows when the bouncer- a larger man in a black tee and leather vest- draws an X on the back of his hand, and waves them inside, and he follows as David leads him into an overwhelming mash of glitter and pop music and people who don’t look like Jack at all.

For the first thirty seconds, it’s a difficult adjustment. After that, after Jack sees the smile on David’s face? After he sees David throw his head back and laugh at Jack’s initial shock, after he sees David start to sway to the music and raise his hands as he leads Jack to the stage area? Jack decides being in this new atmosphere is the easiest thing in the world, if it means he gets to see David smile like this.

[mlp-natural]

Jack about to get white girl drunk off his ass istg

White Claw, Red Bull, and Blue Raspberry Smirnoff is his drink of choice (The American Dream RAAAHHH)

[whokilledsamara]

you should do a nsfw alphabet for dogday? :)

(but don’t tire yourself out, okay? ♡

you deserve a break every once in a while !!)

DOGDAY NSFW ALPHABET

a Dogday x reader list. {an: thank you sm for your kind words, i appreciate the support! happy to write for my fellow readers.}

warnings!: not too much for this one, dogday is a sweet boy. nsfw is a big one though! he is very vanilla, {ironic} and its just basic sex. this takes place BEFORE you and him escape. so yes, yall are still in the factory. {if you want me to do one from after the factory or something than send in the request and ill redo it} both amab and afab choices for reader!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

oh boy. this man goes OVERBOARD with aftercare. he does everything he can for being in an old warehouse. so dont expect to just walk off without him doing every possible thing he can.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

he loves everything about you, so other than your face it would probably be your hips. doesnt matter the shape/size, he loves them.

on him it would be difficult to pick, being an anthropomorphic dog is kind of hard to deal with. if anything he likes his hands, big and strong.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

as expected due to the sheer size of his body, he cums a lot. depending on where you want it is where he will put it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

hes a very vanilla based guy {as said, ironic} and doesnt have many dark and deep fantasies. though he would like to be topped, so i guess thats one.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

buddy is clueless. even as human this poor dog had NO game. he's definitely surprised you even want to do it with him, which will make him try his absolute hardest to please you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

doggy style. self explanatory.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

hes serious but hes also very awkward at the beginning, though he gets more used to it after a while.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

hes covered in fur so there isnt much of a difference, but his groin area has more fur than usual {almost as a happy trail}, if that answers your question.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

very romantic guy. probably more romantic than sexual. he just loves you a lot.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

never has. and probably never will as long as he has you. his sex drive is almost none as he isnt made to do that. but you tend to spark some kind of reaction from him.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

petplay, collars, dom and sub, maybe more depending on how far you guys go.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

not many options, so preferably secluded places that you wont be bothered.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

you in general, but also his ears being scratched. i mean he is a dog after all.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

scat, vomit, or anything abuse related.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he has a big tongue surprisingly, so he does prefer to go down on you. wether that be eating you out or sucking you off {more like licking you off} then he is good. as for receiving, he loves it, but he feels bad watching you struggle. though a part of him is attracted to it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

depends, usually he is slow as to not hurt you, but if you ask him to go faster he will.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he doesnt HATE them, i mean, sex is sex and especially with you its amazing, but he prefers to take his time on you. he will never say no to a quickie tho.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

no. he doesnt want to risk hurting you, and therefore he will do everything to prevent it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

his stamina doesnt deflate due to his dog like nature, but he tends to stop after two rounds as to keep you safe.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he is a toy, so no.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he likes to jokingly tease, not really intentionally making you horny, but this poor boy CANNOT take you teasing him. he becomes a blubbering mess and pants heavily.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not loud, but he growls and grunts. not in an aggressive way of course.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he really likes dry humping. like yes go up to him and shush him while you hump his thigh, hell yea.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

goodness gracious. i guess being over 8 foot tall really helps you pack somewhere else. your poor hole(s) honestly, hes over 12 inches LONG and probably around 6 inches wide. hes a girthy boy.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

as said earlier, he wasnt made for sex, so its not very high. he happily obliges for you though. and you definitely get him going.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

hes a sun dog, and doesnt need sleep. but he does enjoy an occasional nap every now and then. that being said he loves sleeping with you.

{ created by @whokilledsamara }

[the-s1lly-corner]

Them trying to convince you to let them in when you're mad at them (crp)

something something cue jeff throwing rocks at your window while its raining outside after you guys had an argument or something like that characters: jeff, eyeless jack, laughing jack, ticci toby notes: reader is gn, non specifics on the argument but you guys got heated, short and written on computer, short and simple post cws: mentions of blood

JEFF THE KILLER

honestly he might not even care if youre still angry- and hes probably not going to wait for you to open the door if youre giving him the silent treatment. hes not the most... mature and tactful of the creepypastas...

he KNOWS how to sneak into someones house- a window that was accidentally left unlocked, picking a door open, things like that. he IS going to find a way inside to make himself at home.. this may prompt another argument

hes definitely gone out to relieve some steam... he tracks blood inside and gets its on the couch as he makes himself comfortable. the romance must be INSANE to make you put up with him/lh

smoothing things over usually can be... rough... hes got an ego and he hates acknowledging when he might be wrong... not to say there arent times where he doesnt admit it. its just.. not common

EYELESS JACK

he actually does try to talk things out with you from outside. if he could he actually would have worked things out before things got ugly... but things happen and sometimes people need to separate for a few hours to cool off

he doesnt try to force himself in when he finds everything locked down with you still inside. and if you dont wish to talk to him in that moment he wont force a compromise and solution right then and there. at most he will tap on your window to let you know that he is there, and that he is sorry

actually gives you more space to cool down- this isnt his first time walking home- wherever he lives- in the rain and it likely wont be the last. hes used to it, not that this is something he would hold over your head to guilt trip you

gentle taps on your window... he brings no peace offerings of physical goodies though

LAUGHING JACK

kinda pouts at the window like a soggy wet puppy. and he WILL follow you from window to window. it doesnt even matter what floor youre on hes gonna do it somehow

and when that doesnt work he tries to get you to laugh by doing charades on the other side of the glass- some dramatic. like pretending to be attacked or dying. other times attempting your usual clown act- juggling and tricks and the like. might even stop doing the charade part and actually involve props

hes persistent and he tries to offer you candy through the glass. he hates that youre giving him the cold shoulder and the silent treatment. he really doesnt mesh well with being ignored and the sense of being left behind- even if this is just a temporary hiccup

like... he REALLY doesnt like that feeling. it brings back memories of bad times and it makes him feel... small... he may not be the most mature creepypasta but hes no where near as bad as jeff- and hes more than willing to make things right to fix this

TICCI TOBY

ooooooh he does not like this but hes at least going to make an attempt to try to talk things out through the wall. he throws pebbles at your windows. tries his best not to shatter something. will be mortified if he does... but at least you can hear him better...?/lh

actually will leave for a minute only to come back with some of your favorite food. dont ask how he paid for it. hes got ways. yes this is a peace offering and a partial bribe. please open the door so he can give you some yummy food and hopefully hash things out with you

if you need some time to cool off it kills him a little on the inside. he wont be able to get to sleep that night because hes so anxious over whether or not youre through with him... even if in hindsight your disagreement was far from deal breaker material

but still...! youre the best thing in his life right now and he really doesnt want to fuck this up and push you away...!

[bialvindraper]

PLEASE infodump about drake

okok this is specific to the drake/kendrick drama but i can also do a drake one too - im assuming you know basically nothing. & i barely know this shit so correct me if im wrong. also this will be routinely updated so! check in :D

2011 - Take Care (album) by Drake features Kendrick Lamar on the track Buried Alive Interlude

2012 - Drake has Kendrick open for his Club Paradise Tour. The same year they both feature on A$AP Rocky's song Fuckin Problems (also with 2 Chainz)

2013 - Kendrick called out a few rappers (J. Cole, Pusha T, Big Sean, etc.) including Drake. Drake responds saying he had no response, basically. They do this again the same year (Kendrick says shit, Drake doesnt respond)

2016 (ish) - They continue subtle beef (Kendrick saying Drake has ghost writers, Drake saying Kendrick "sold out")

2023 - First Person Shooter by Drake and J. Cole drops (their first collab since 2013). In the song Drake mentions "the big three" in reference to himself, J. Cole, and Kendrick

2024, Mar. - Like That by Metro Boomin' and Kendrick Lamar drops. In it Kendrick responds to Drake, saying "the big three ... it's just big me", implying that Kendrick is above Drake and J. Cole. Drake attempts to ban Like That from the radio.

2024, Apr. - Push Ups by Drake is released. The song is about how Drake believes Kendrick is being extorted - the track referencing the phrase "drop and give me 50".

2024, Apr. - Taylor Made Freestyle by Drake is released, his second diss track at Kendrick. Here Drake disses Kendrick for "selling out" specifically in reference to Bad Blood by Taylor Swift ft. Kendrick Lamar. Drake also used AI vocals of Snoop Dogg and Tupac - this resulted in him almost being sued by Tupac's Estate. Drake wiped the song from his sites

2024, Apr. - Euphoria by Kendrick Lamar is released. The track is 6 minutes long, cut down from its original 19 minutes. The title is in reference to the TV series Euphoria which Drake is an executive producer of - it's also referencing the sexualisation of underage people, something done by the show and (allegedly) Drake himself. Within the track Kendrick makes fun of Drakes accent, how Drake says the n-word, how Drake dresses... and a fuck load more

2024, May. - 6:16 in LA by Kendrick Lamar releases, less than 72 hours after Euphoria dropped. This track specifically disses Drake for having ghost writers/lots of co-writers. He also implies that Drakes friends are stabbing him in the back and selling his info. This track is co-produced by Jack Antonoff, who co-writes and co-produces for Taylor Swift.

2024, May. - Family Matters by Drake is released. I want to be honest with you, i didn't listen to this until i got this ask. This track implies Kendrick beats his wife. Drake also disses other rappers such as A$AP Rocky, Future, etc.

2024, May. - Drake releases a Buried Alive Interlude Parody on his Instagram

2024, May. - Meet the Grahams by Kendrick Lamar is released. In this track (which is by far my favourite of all the tracks) Kendrick calls Drake a deadbeat dad and accuses Drake of having another secret child (apart from Adonis). Kendrick has a verse dedicated to this supposed child in which he basically parents her - teaching her all the things Drake wont. He also implies Drake struggles with alcohol and gambling

2024, May. - Not Like Us by Kendrick Lamar is released. The fourth diss track from Kendrick. In this track Kendrick alleges that there's pedophiles and trafficking within OVO (an indie record label founded by Drake). Kendrick also says that every rapper who's complimented Drake is lying and now hates him for using Tupac's vocals through AI. This track includes my favourite line "Tryna stike a chord and it's probably A-Minor"

[gallavichsreddie1128]

Meet Me In The Bathroom (Hannibal)

Description: Y/N and Hannibal have sex in a public bathroom.

Warning: Smut

Word Count: 1,137

Request:waitttt i need a fic where hannibal is in a meeting/meet up or some sort and reader sends him a spicy message to meet them in the bathroom…then they fuck blah blah blah, then when they are done Hannibal doesnt realize hes a bit disheveled (loose tie , a few unbuttoned buttons, and messy hair if yk what i mean 😭) then his friends ask hannibal what they have been doing teasingly 💥💥💥💥

Hannibal wouldn’t be caught dead at a restaurant, he loved to cook too much and hated the idea of someone else doing it. But Jack insisted to him and Will that it was good and worth it.

Y/N encouraged him to go but he wouldn’t at first and then she offered to go with him. He hoped that Jack wouldn’t mind. So when he showed up with his beautiful girlfriend Will and Jack didn’t seem unpleasant to the surprise.

Y/N was smart and knew a little about crime and murders (she’s with Hannibal)so even if they really couldn’t talk about it around her she helped the best she could. “You need to let go.” She whispered in his ear, seeing that he was tense. She whispered it seductively or maybe he was imagining that until she decided to leave for the bathroom.

Another thing, Hannibal hated having sex in public places, he found it disgusting but something about tonight was going to change that. She looked at herself in the mirror fixing her hair and makeup.

The bathroom wasn’t too dirty and they could lock it. She pulled out her phone and took some pictures of herself, first they were innocent and then she got a little more risky with them and added captions.

Hannibal felt his phone vibrating and looked at it, his eyes widened at what she sent. Luckily, Will and Jack seemed to be occupied talking to notice. “Meet me in the bathroom? ;)” She sent and he cleared his throat before excusing himself.

She waited for him in the bathroom looking around. Would he even fuck her in this place? “Y/N?” He asked and she smiled before unlocking the door and opening it. She gave him a look and pulled him inside the bathroom. “What are you doing?” He asked her but she cut him off with a kiss.

It was a messy and sloppy kiss, one that Hannibal knew all too well. She was sucking his face and pushing him back against the wall. His eyes widened at her movements, was she trying to have sex in a public bathroom? “You wanna have sex in here?” Hannibal pulled away from the kiss to ask her, his voice kinda judgy but she couldn’t care less. She went back to kissing him, ignoring his question. He pulled her away again to look around, she noticed his looks and sighed, “Is it really that bad, Hanni?” She asked.

He looked at her and she did look very good, he would be stupid not to fuck her right now. She wrapped her arms around his neck and smirk, “You and I both know we ain’t leaving this room til you fuck me.” Little devil was right and she knew it.

Hannibal sighed and turned them around so she was pushed against the wall. He kissed her hard and she moaned happily into the kiss, knowing she got what she wanted. His hands moved down to the bottom of her dress pulling it up, “We gotta make it quick.” He says against her lips.

Her hands moved to his pants and undid them, “You can make me cum fast.” She winks and he begins kissing her neck. She pulls out his dick and strokes it making him groan against her. It was getting hot in there so he removed his jacket.

She rubbed herself against his dick, “No panties?” He asked nearly out of breath and she giggled. She planned this. “Hanni, fuck. You need to fuck me now.” She moans to him and he groans as he pushes himself in her.

Her jaw drops and her eyes close as she feels him stretch her out, perfectly. Hannibal couldn’t believe what he was doing but she felt too good for him to worry. She whines and grabs his tie, pulling him closer to her. He was thrusting fast and hard knowing that at any time someone else might need the room. 

Will and Jack look around to notice Haannibal was missing along with Y/N. “Have you seen them?” Will asked Jack, who shrugged. “He said he was going to the bathroom 10 minutes ago.” Jack said. 

Y/N’s moans were loud and Hannibal did nothing to hide them. He kept thrusting inside of her making the noises more and more louder and needy. If anyone was near the bathroom they would hear and even though Hannibal would be embarrassed by this, at this point he couldn’t care less.

He groaned in her neck as she gasped his name, the idea of what they were doing has always turned her on but the fact that they were actually doing it was about to make her cum. “You naughty girl, turned on by us having sex in a public spot.” He teased and all she did was moan in response.

Why lie or even try to defend herself? It was no use. He was right and she didn’t feel bad about that. “Hanni, I’m about to cum.” She whined, a little too loud but who cares? They surely didn’t. She held him close to her as she came all over him, moaning softly now as she rode out her high.

Hannibal groaned and came inside of her as she squeezed him tight. Both of them were a sweaty mess but it was too good for them to care. She smirked up at her man as she caught her breath, “They are definitely looking for us.” She told him. 

Will and Jack looked up at Hannibal as he cleared his throat. He hadn’t realized but his tie and hair was still a mess. Will gave him a confused look but Hannibal didn’t catch it. “Where’s Y/N?” He asked him and Hannibal shrugged. “Probably still in the bathroom.” He told him without making eye contact. Jack chuckled a little as he realized what was going on.

“She still fixing herself?” He asked Hannibal with a laugh. Hannibal looked up at his friend, “Excuse me?” Jack pointed to his tie and Hannibal looked down, shit. He hadn’t noticed that his tie got messed up. He cleared his throat and tried to fix it while his friends had a good laugh about it.

“Wouldn’t take you as the type Hannibal.” Will said with a smirk. “He’s usually not.” Y/N said as she sat down next to her boyfriend. She looked more put together than him but had that look on her face. She bit her lip and winked at her man.

Will cleared his throat and took a sip of his water while Jack tried not to laugh. Hannibal’s face was red from embarrassment as he realized that it was more than obvious what they were doing. Y/N took a sip of her drink, knowing that she would get him to do that again.

[op1umeyes]

Why’d You Have to Wait?

🔥 - synopsis. You get kidnapped on a case. Aaron’s coping mechanism? Self isolation. But when you’re recovering, Aaron wonders if staying away from you is the right thing to do. Jack convinces him anyway. Are things too far gone for Aaron to fix?

🔥 - warnings. Non descriptive torture. Scars. Burns. Very vaguely described mental issues. Slow burn. Friends ro enemies to lovers? Sad hotch. Angst. No happy ending.

🔥 - author’s note. Doing a part two. Hopefully this doesnt flop :)

Aaron had dreams about it now. They were so vivid- lifelike and real. Every time he had them he woke up in a cold sweat, heaving in the bathroom as tears dripped slowly down his face.

He hadn’t gone to the hospital to see you. In fact, Aaron hadn’t seen you since the day you almost died. He rode in the ambulance, but tore himself away from the hospital as he watched the doctors wheel you into the operating room. Your blood had stained his hands, face, and arms for days. Every time the white spots danced in his vision after emptying the contents of his stomach, he swears he can still see the glossy red liquid drip off his fingers.

You were well like. Not only by the team but by Strauss. She had given the team the time off to help y/n recover: sit in her room after another surgery, cheer for her during physical therapy.

Jack loved having time to see his dad after school, but he knew something was wrong after consistently hearing him pad to the kitchen during the middle of the night.

Tonight was no different.

Jack sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes. He blinked owlishly around the room and stood up. The little Hotchner slowly followed the light to the kitchen and saw his daddy lean over the sink. “Daddy?”

Aaron turned his head and tried to smile at Jack. Aaron knew he probably looked a mess. “Hey buddy. Let’s get you back to bed.”

Before Aaron could set down set down his water cup, Jack crawled up the seat and watched his dad over the counter. “What’s wrong, daddy?”

“I just can’t sleep,” Aaron shrugged, facing Jack with his arms crossed. “Why do you think something’s wrong?”

Jack looked at Aaron as if he had grown two heads. “You get up in the night a lot, daddy. And your eyes are red. You cough a lot too.“

Hotch wanted to laugh. Of course Jack knew something was wrong- he always knew. “Yeah. You’re right, kiddo.”

“You yell when you sleep sometimes too. What happened to y/n, daddy? She doesn’t come see me anymore.”

Aaron shuddered as he inhaled. Smart boy. “She got really hurt, buddy. It’s bad. I guess I just… get scared thinking about her getting hurt,” Aaron admits, feeling his heart beat faster in his chest.

Jack nodded. “Can we go see her?”

“I- I don’t think we should. She’s still getting better.”

Jack furrowd his eyebrows and tilted his head. “But I miss her.”

“I do t- I bet she misses you, too, Jack, but I don’t know how she’s doing. She might still-“

Jack sighed. “But daddy, she’d be so happy to see me!”

Aaron sighed. As much as he selfishly wanted to see you, he couldn’t. He’d do something he wasn’t proud of- embarrass himself, ruin his reputation of being a mentally and emotionally tough boss, ruin your friendship… No. Aaron couldn’t go by himself, but Jack could go with him. Why hadn’t Aaron thought of it before?

“Okay,” Aaron relented. A smile tugged at his lips when Jack’s face lit up. He scrambled off his chair and collided into Aaron’s legs and squeezed.

“Can I sleep with you tonight, daddy? Aunt Jess always stays with me when I have a nightmare.”

Aaron bent down and picked Jack up and nodded. “Yeah, buddy. Let me brush my teeth again.”

Jack wrapped his arms around his dad’s neck and squeezed, as big of a hug his little body could give.

— 🔥

The days were all a blur for you. Now that you were all fucked up, nothing felt right anymore. Second defree burns crawled up the calf of your left leg. Small cuts littered your entire body, scarring and twisting your skin. The worst part was the long, twisting scar that started on your cheek about two inches away from your ear and pulled down to your collarbone.

The unsub, Barney MacMillian, was a sadist. A stupid fucking sadist. He thought he was punishing you for hunting him when he kidnapped and tortured you.

You know the team tried- they really really did try- to cheer you up, to get you back. But the fact that you now considered yourself a monster and how you started to believe the things MacMillian had whispered in your ear as he tore you apart, layer by layer.

Derek genuinely thought your scar was badass, but learned not to bring it up. Penelope just kept rehashing everything- something you had eventually told her to atop doing. Prentiss was cautious, testing the waters. But she eventually got back into a rhythm with you as your best friend. JJ didn’t do anything wrong, she was just really nice- too nice? Spencer was… himself. And you couldn’t thank him enough for just staying him, recitinf facts about burns and scars, knives and blood loss. It was morbid, sure, but you were always close with him and the way his brain worked.

Rossi was the one that kept you together through it all, though. He had conversations with you, long past visiting hours. He talked with you about anything and everything and somehow knew exactly what you needed to hear or talk about. But he kept making excuses for Aaron.

Aaron. The romantic feelings you kept trying to flush away turned into hurt every time Rossi’s eyes flickered away from yours when you asked about him. But you knew now. He didn’t care. He never would. That’s why he didn’t show. It’s the only plausible explanation of why he wouldn’t show up, shoot you a text, something.

So you turned your hurt into anger and stopped asking, ignoring the way your heart would drop to your stomach and how the acid in your stomach churned eveey time you heard his name.

You already had your resignation documenta stored neatly in a magazine in the second table in the nightstand to your right. You were done with it all.

— 🔥

That’s why you felt tears prick in your eyes when you saw Jack Hotchner leap into the room. His little eyes scoured your face, eyes dragging down the healing skin on your face. You heard Aaron’s footfalls stop short at the door. Your jaw clenched and you stared at Jack, waiting for him to start crying and ask to leave.

But he didn’t. He just smiled and leapt into your arms, completely unaware of the physical pain in your leg and body. He just wrapped his arms and legs around you.

You sat still, eyes looking at Rossi, who smiled at you. You hadn’t yet looked at Aaron and didn’t even want to. Carefully you wrapped your arms around Jack’s back, ignoring how fast the tears left your eyes.

Jack pulled back and looked at you with a smile that faded the second he saw your tears. In all of your time (almost 10 years) at the BAU, Jack had only seen you cry once. And that was during a movie. 

“I thought coming to see you what make you happy,” he sad, voice sad. “Why are you crying?”

You smiled at him, sniffling pitifully. “I’m not sad, little J. I am really happy to see you,” you said. You hoped Aaron would hear the sharp undertone in your voice. Judging by Rossi’s huff of a laugh, he did.

“Oh! Well, I brought you stuff. I know you like the Black Widow because she’s really cool, so I brought you a coloring book,” Jack explained as he brandished his backpack full of stuff. You listensed intently, only looking up when Rossi got your attention and nodded to the door to signal him leaving.

Jack kept talking and you were overjoyed to listen. He was a pleasent little man, making your time more enjoyable. He opened up the coloring book he bought and started coloring after giving you a Beanie Baby he had that you mentioned you liked. He also got you a necklace- that Aaron no doubt spent a pretty penny for- that had your birthstone set in it. Jack watched you carefully as you opened it, and he put it on with his chubby fingers. You didn’t tell him that you would have to take it off soon after he left so it didn’t kill you when you slept. Hospital policy or something.

Soon after you finished your own coloring page featuring the Black Widow and Tony Stark making a hero landing, Jack turned on the T.V. and fell asleep.

“Hey,” Aaron said finally.

You nodded. “Hi boss.”

Aaron bit his lip. You stared forward, hand threading through Jack’s hair. Aaron felt his heart clenching in his chest. He didn’t know how you were gonna react when he came by, but he didn’t expect this- this silent treatment. He didn’t really blame you though. He wanted more than anything to make it up to you, to get you smiling again, but he knew the distance was probably better. For him at least.

“Y/n-“ Aaron started.”

You cut him off with. “Jack’s asleep, sir. It would be best not to wake him.”

Sir. You only called him sir if you were mad. Aaron swallowed. He knew he fucked up. Would he ever be able to fix his mistake, bring the old you back? He pondered the questions as he leaned back in his chair and watched the television show Jack chose before he fell asleep.

— 🔥

“Y/n is getting sent home today,” David’s voice crackled through the phone. “We wanted to take her out to dinner, something nice. Are you coming?”

Aaron sat at the kitchen table, checking over Jack’s homework. Jack himself was sitting a couple feet away on the couch. “Probably not. I have Jack.” 

Rossi scoffed on the other line. “She loves Jack and he loves her. Bring him with you.”

“I don’t know,” Aaron sighed. He rested his head in his hands and closed his eyes. “Dave, she hates me.”

Silence. Rossi exhaled and shook his head. “She doesn’t hate you, but you’re giving her a lot of reasons to. Clean yourself up and meet us all at the address Garcia’ll send you. 6:00. Be there, Aaron. If not for her…” he trailed off, considering his next words carefully. “Then for Jack.”

— 🔥

David convinced you all to wait until ordering.

But when 6:45 rolled around and Aaron didn’t show, you just clenched your jaw and ordered a neat whiskey.

[cheesit-notes]

pervy tf141 x reader (pt2 kinda)

you're hot as fuck; the team knows it, and so do you. and god, you're such a tease about it.

➥ requested by anon!

tags: lowkey nsfw under cut!, fem!reader, sub gaz, sub soap, every tf141 member kinda subby, voyeurism w/ ghost, teasing, reader kinda dom implied, ass and lots of it, reader being a tease, bold reader

a/n: i started at 9pm and ended at 1am and sometime between then and now, i got really tired so sorry for any mispellings, none of my work are ever edited.. my brain isnt quite functioning rn and i want to sleep but thanks for requesting anon, whoever u are ;3

Gaz who’s gets so flustered over how… just how bold you are. god, you’re teasing him with those clothes that just fit your body so, so well. his morals are already questioned when you come in, he couldnt stop imagining you in different positions. but now he doesnt have to imagine! because now, you’re bending over, purposely showing him your plush ass, to pick something up, showing him what you’d look like in certain positions. and my, gaz is a little pervert isnt he? getting hard in the middle of the common area just because you dropped your drink and picked it up. his face is flushed embarrassed and his growing erection sure doesn’t help. quick, someone might enter the room and see his throbbing cock strained against his pants so sit on his lap, tell him to be quiet, and help him out, yeah?

Soap who love the confidence you have, he’s like putty around you.. if you initiate more physical contact with him, specifically touches that can be easily misunderstood if anyone were to see, and he’s practically drooling. has been pushed against the wall by you, his hand pushing up your thigh because he just couldnt help himself, and your lips just mere inches from his. he’s rock hard, you can feel it as you press yourself onto him, and he’s leaking so much precum, its like he pissed himself. yet all this to be interrupted by your dear old Lieutenant Ghost who happened to discover the scene. poor Soap who’s most intimate moment with you just disappeared and left with a throbbing cock, but you seem fine. in fact, you’re smiling cheekily. you whisper to Soap, telling him to wait for you in his barracks before happily walking away like nothing just happened. ah, but Soap can’t wait. he jacks himself off twice, unable to stop. and he’s panting like a dog! it only took you 30 minutes to come to his barracks, but he’s already a sopping mess; sweat dripping down his face, bits of cum splattered on his stomach, and a small pool in between his legs. then you start stroking his soft cock, and he shouldn’t like this. he’s can barely get hard, the overstimulation is so painful to him, but he’s a like a bitch in heat in your hands.

Ghost who gets so fucking hard during team briefings. god, his erection is painfully obvious to anyone who just so much as glanced by that area. he doesnt mean to get hard, its just.. you.. you’re there. right next to him. your ass is within reach, god, and your wearing those tight leggings again. he needs you to blow his poor needy cock off and he needs it bad. he usually wants to at least look decent in front of captain Price. oh, but god, he wouldn’t mind the entire crew watching him get a sloppy blowjob from pretty little you. he wouldnt even mind the entire crew watching him stroke his hard meaty cock if it meant you were watching. leans back and as casually as he can, he droops one arm over you. he’s afraid you might say something, anything, about his off behavior but you don’t; you lean into his touch. one hand so close to touching your tits and the other laid near his crotch. at first, its just little touches while he imagines how your pretty tits would feel, especially in his mouth. but within minutes, hes practically openly palming himself while imagining hes sucking on your tits. his mask is a savior for covering his flushed face. god, and he sees you looking over at him, staring him up and down, and he knows you see his big fat cock pushed against his pants. all you do is give a barely noticeable smile, and look away but he’s already cumming in his pants.

Price who finds your bold personality quite amusing. still calls you a rookie despite you being far from it. it’s a constant game of who can push the other off the edge with the two of you. you’ll visit his office in the later hours of the evening and plop yourself on the edge of his seat. the two of you are having the most mundane conversation, sharing a single chair while the sexual tension is screaming. he’ll move you onto his lap, you’re looking down at him and smiling, he’s looking up at you with a hand gripping your ass. he’s a bold bastard, leaning into your chest, pulling you closer to him until your basically straddling him. god, you’re really pushing his nerves. you should be flustered, an embarrassed mess at his perverted actions. but nooo you’re enjoying yourself, smiling. and lord, he’d be lying if he didn’t enjoy your teasing. now, the question is: how many late evening visits will it take for an overnight stay in the office?

[liivzen]

Chishiya x fem!reader

if this doesnt make sense my bad, i’m running on fumes atm.

*not really edited if there’s errors- whoops*

mdni - 18+ under the cut.

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You were about seven rounds into the jack of hearts game and you were starting to get a bit nervous now. You still hadn’t found out who the jack was and the crowd was starting to thin out drastically now. The only reassurance you were getting was the comforting looks Chishiya was giving you.

The two of you had decided to make it seem like you hadn’t known each other, and it was chishiyas idea and you trusted him. You knew he always had a way to figure out these types of games.

So the two of you paired off with other people but it didn’t make anything much better. It was the start of a new round so you had an hour or so to just chill and figure out what your symbol was. You were paired up with random girl you had met at the begining of the game. She was a bit of the skittish type so you could trust her to some extent.

You made your way to the cafeteria with all the food, the girl you were paired with starting to head to where the bathrooms were. You had made a little bit of small talk but other than that the two of you hadn’t really spoken. You grabbed a snack and made your way over to one of the tables. You glanced over at chishiya and the group he mingled into at the beginning of the game.

Chishiya looked up from his bag of cookies, making eye contact with you. He nodded his head towards you in acknowledgement and went back to eating his cookies. You went back to your own bag and tried to just pass the time. As it got closer to finally go into the cells and tell your symbols, the tension started to rise. When the girl you were paired with sat down, you looked up at her. You noticed she was slightly more nervous looking than before. This made you a little suspicious.

Soon the two of you stood up and prepared to tell each other your symbols. She turned around first, moving her hair to the side. Leaning close you saw her symbol was a club

“Club.” You tell her truthfully. You’re not really sure what made you tell the truth but it was too late too say anthing now. Turning around you showed her your symbol.

“H-heart.” She stuttered out. You immediatly knew something was off. You looked over to the clock and saw that there was still about 15 minutes before you had to get in the cells. Meaning 15 minutes to find out what your actually symbol was. You looked over at Chishiya and saw that he had moved to leaning against one of the shelves of food, still munching on the same cookies. You make eye-contact and nod your head to over back to where the cells are, he gets what your saying and heads that way. After a minute you follow after him.

You walk a bit behind him trying to keep a distance but still see where he’s going. You saw him turn down a hallway that was somewhat dark, then went into one of the cells that was in the hall. You walk up to the cell, double checking no one was following the two of you. Then you step into the cell.

As soon as you step into the cells you, you have your arm pulled and are backed against the wall. You look up at Chishiya and see that he’s looking down at you, grabbing your cheek and rubbing his thumb over it.

“You ok?” He whispered down at you. You breathe out a sigh you weren’t even realizing you were holding. You close your eyes at the comfort that you were getting, trying to take advantage of the little bit of time you were given

“I think my partner was told to lie to me or something. I don’t believe her now.” You tell him, grabbing onto his hoodie he always wears. He hums and moves his hands down your side, grabbing onto your waist. You slide your own hands up his chest, trying to calm your nerves. Chishiya could feel them though, knowing your signs of anxiety. You felt him squeeze your waist, but the next thing you know your getting turned around, your front touch the cell wall. Looking back, you stare at your boyfriend with a raisd brow.

“What are you doing.” You ask him, feeling his hands wonder down to your hips.

“Calming your nerves.” He says to you before leaning over you and placing a kiss on your exposed shoulder.

You don’t really say anything as you feel his hands inch towards your front. You close your eyes and let out a small sigh when you feel his hands slide into your bottoms, immediately finding your center. You couldn’t help but let out a small moan when you felt him run his fingers over you, gathering your slick that was pooling down there.

“Better be quiet or else the others will hear.” Chishiya whispers into your ear, taking his hands out of your bottoms. You let out a small whine, looking back at what he was doing. You see him bring his hand up to his lips. All you could do was roll your eyes at your boyfriends antics and push your hips back onto his front, now feeling needy. Chishiya chuckled but listened to your body.

He gripped the waistband of your bottoms, pulling them down just enough to get to your entrance. He pushed on your back slightly to have you arch a little more, making you place your hands on the wall in front of you. You felt him shuffle a bit, pulling down his shorts just enough to free himself. You didn’t have to wait long for you to feel his tip drag at your entrance. However, your boyfriend still wanted to tease even though you were running on quite the tight schedule.

“Stop mess-“ You don’t even get to finish before you felt him push into you. Chishiya had to cover your mouth or else you would’ve let out a loud moan that would echo through the halls.

“Gotta keep quiet now precious.” He tells you before he pulls back and thrust deep into you. You moan against his hand, feeling him deep in you, making your knees weak. Chishiya had to keep his other arm wrapped around your waist to keep you up.

His thrust were hard and deep, you couldn’t even think straight after a few of his powerful thrust. Your mouth opened to let out another moan but this time you felt Chishiya stuff his fingers into your mouth, touching the back and making you let out a choked sound.

“There we go precious.” Chishiya tells you, letting out his own grunt.

You could feel yourself getting close to your release and Chishiya could feel it too. He could feel the way you were squeezing tightly around him, making him close to his own release. Chishiya thrust started to quicken at this.

“Come on precious, almost there.” He said to you, moving his other hand to rub over your clit.

Thats all it took to push you over.

You threw your head back and let out what little moan you could with Chishiyas fingers still in your mouth. He leaned closer to your back, pushing you flush to the wall. He felt you come all over his cock, his release coming just after yours. He made one final thrust before spilling into you.

The two of you stood there for a moment trying to catch your breath. Chishiya had to keep you held up due to how shaky your legs had become. When you were finally good you felt Chishiya pull your bottoms up, trapping the two of yours releases in there. He gave you a little kiss on the head, giving your waist a final squeeze before giving you a light push towards the door.

“You leave first, I’ll follow after in a few.” He tells you putting his hands in his pockets like usual. You nod and give him a final kiss on the cheek before you grab the door to leave. Right before you do though you hear Chishiya say something.

“Diamond.” He says, tapping the collar that you both share. You look back at him and give him an appriecetive nod before heading back to the cafeteria with the tiniest limp.

As you walk back to the main hallways you see something that catches out of the corner of your eye. You look over to a man sitting on the ground against the wall with a light blue button up and grey pants. You make eye contact with him and he just tilts his head to the side a bit.

Somethings a bit off about that man.

————

(if only banda and chishiya were real *sigh*)

[munv]

Savanaclaw 011: Jack being unused to his new form gets stuck in one of Ramshackle’s cabinets. We help get him out and cuddle him.

HIP HOP!

First one!! I was trying to figure out a layout for this and just settled for this instead..

bunny! Jack howl x reader

The morning had been rather hectic capturing little critter after another. The students have had enough, Grim has had enough, and you have had enough.

So when you retired for the day and went back to the dorm and slumped onto your couch, you didnt expect what would happen next. The dorm’s kitchen had been rattling, quite a lot actually.

“Grim?” You called out with eyes closed. “Are you in there getting food again..? Bring me something too please”

“What are ya talkin’ bout? Im right here!” He huffed. You paused.

“What?”

“What?” He echoed back in the same realization.

There were two possibilities, one you werent ready the face, the other a reoccurring one you would much rather take over whatever could be thrashing around in your kitchen at the moment.

“Another ghost?” Grim grumbled, ears flickering violently at the very thought of it. “Better be, or we’re burning this joint down.”

You cautiously got up from the couch, and made way into the kitchen. Grim following not too far behind before jumping on to your shoulder in case.

Reaching out to open the kitchen cabinet, you felt the rattling increase. Grim gave you a concerned look, “nyah! If another bunny jumps out im smoking it for dinner!”

“Lets not do that??”

You took a deep breath before you both trained your eyes onto the concern in front. “One the count of 3..”

“1”

“2” Grims paws on your shoulder tightened

“thr-“ Something busted the cabinet open

“AGHHHGHHHGGH” “OUH FUCK!” “KILL IT!!” “THATS NOT DINNER??!”

A bunny.

You stared down on the bunny that had overpowered you and Grim combined a few minutes prior. “…this has got to be Jack”

The small critter fixed you with its intense golden eyes, the silver white fur standing on edge. Was he scowling?

The bunny huffed at you both. “Real question is WHAT he was doing in our cabinet?” Grim poked him with a paw before the bunny chittered at him in refusal.

It seems like he was trying his best to express himself. Though struggled. The rest of his body held way too much fur which was probably weighing him down from moving around freely. “Alright, ill help, dont struggle too much.”

“Henchman, you take care of this. I need my beauty rest.”

“..what?”

Before you could retort back, Grim was already making his way up the stairs. Mumbling something along the lines on how he doesnt get paid enough tuna for this or how hes charging the headmaster interest for this ordeal.

‘Does he even know what interest is?’ You sweatdropped.

You reached down carefully, trying your best not to startle the bunny you plotted to kill just earlier. The second you touched his back(??) he squeaked and kicked his little legs upwards.

“Bro, stand still??” You wrestled a bit with him so he could get comfortable within your arms. Another chitter came from him, this one higher than the last.

He twitched his nose with what you could only assume to be annoyance. You fixed yourself properly and cradled him. He looked disturbed, which was a funny look for someone like him. Yet, it was cute.

“You might as well chill here until we fix this.” You said, brushing your fingers through his fur gently. The bunny melted further into you, if that was even possible with all the fur that was lumped against you already.

He nuzzled against your shirt. “Even the big bad wolf can use something sweet every once in a while, huh?”

He stared at you

“Not a knee-slapper?”

He shook his head and leaned in closer to you, tiny paws pressed against your arm as his tail a specifically happy flick.

“Right, we’ll figure out the details later.” That night, you fell asleep with him in your arms. When you woke, it seemed as if Grim also made himself comfortable against you.

Ranting in the morning about how much you “spoiled Jack” too much.

TAG-LIST: @1abi @tabbycake

[jimmyscanongf]

……free use jimmy. Jimmy who’s always got a half chub around you and when you ghost your hand over it he lets out a whimper (super embarassed about it and probably tries to play it off as a cough). Jimmy who who likes to bite and scratch and have mean rough sex but he’ll kiss you afterwards and tuck his face in your neck (it’s his way of showing affection and aftercare). Jimmy who gets limp dicked bc of meds so you grind against his meat until you both cum…Jimmy who steals your underwear and huffs it like a fucking drug while jacking the skin off his dick. JIMMY.

oxy youre killing me.

i always agonize over whether to answer in second person or first person but FUCK IT im selfship brained rn. but anyone can take these for themselves 👍

i cant imagine how down bad and in love and fully trusting jimmy’s gotta be to be FREE USE like what a vulnerable position to let himself be fucked whenever kyahahaha but he’s always half hard around me thinking it could happen at any time… i like the idea of him loving being my little whore 😊😊😊 let go of that control baby ill make you feel good….

ive never been really into the idea of being on the receiving end of rough sex until jimmy man fuck i want him to bite me and mark me and pin my wrists i think id let that man choke me. no i WOULD let him choke me. that man fucks HARD when he’s being mean, god… and to get his sweet kisses after, cuddles, his face in my neck almost like he’s thanking me…

imagining coming to his place and finding out where all my panties have gone what a perv i like the idea of him not only smelling them but cumming into them. taking them home and washing them fuck theyre still perfectly good panties and he would absolutely get off on seeing me wear them knowing he’d jerked off into them. and i also like the idea of tying him up and riding him and putting my underwear over his face fuck he’s gotta be busting so fast

basically i think he’s a switch even if he doesnt realize it yet, we’d have the best switch sex life ever. i think he’d be into electrostim, giving and receiving. it can feel good or it can hurt and he would love being in control of it. and love it more after knowing what both ends of the spectrum feel like when he lets me have the controls. like i think he’s the kind of person who absolutely loves being in power but i love the idea of jimmy who’s comfortable enough to make himself vulnerable and let someone have power over him as well.

i think a quite a bit of his fragile self worth is tied up in sex and masculinity so being unable to get it up hits really hard, even though the meds help he’s really fucking self conscious if he’s even worth it as a partner anymore so i think having someone who still wants him so bad they’re willing to grind on his soft dick until they both cum. yeah he knows he’s hit the jackpot. fuck he’s so in love.

[confusedmothboy]

Pleak,,,, I beg of thee,,,,, soft Jackie and Eddie art,,,, or,,,, if you’re feeling generous,,,, headcanons on Jackie and Eddie’s relationship in an au where Jackie lives,,,, I think they’d be a powerful duo in and out of the wilderness despite their awful parents,,,

theyre such a boyloser girlfailure duo theyre mlm wlw rivals theyre haters theyre so stupid i love them quite a lot

headcanons and writing under the cut

jackie hits eddie a lot. like a lot a lot. usually she just slaps him on the arm or over the back of the head, but the sweet fragile vibe that she has with the rest of the team evaporates whenever eddie acts up (breathes)

eddie hates jeff with a passion because one time jeff tried to mansplain something he learned about world war one (except he stole the information from a movie on world war two and eddie is highly abnormal about history). jackie hates all the girls eddie's dated not because he has bad taste but because even before she knew he was gay, she could tell that he was only dating them for gifts (cigarettes, cassettes, collectibles). jackie is so neutral on travis she had to ask "who" after spending two months out in the wilderness with everybody.

jackie's much closer to their parents than eddie is. ever since he was outed to them in 1993, they refuse to kick him out but also refuse to treat him normally. jackie doesn't know much about what goes on at home because shes usually out at practice, parties, studying, or up in her room with jeff.

eddie kept all the old cassettes that jackie wanted to throw out even though jackie swears up and down that she doesnt listen to "old" artists like madonna anymore (she still sings along when she hears him playing her music)

if jackie were to live (no crash au), eddie's life probably wouldnt go all that different, minus the fact that eddie would be living on the west coast (no fear of planes). one of my friends has an oc that he pairs up with jackie so im sorry jackieshauna truthers but she ends up with him instead. eddie's the uncle with the job you dont understand until youre around 13 or 14 whos always doing something to spoil his nieces/nephews. look at my oc hes lowkey just a chill guy /ref

--- doomcoming (the fun part) drabble ---

“She can’t even fit into her dress.” Jackie muttered under her breath. Eddie looked across the clearing to see Shauna swaying to the acapella music awkwardly. He snorted.

“And whose fault is that?” He mumbled the snide comment, leaning in closer to Jackie so no one could hear them. “Sure as hell isn’t yours that she's trashy. Or that she chose that God-awful dress.” He sipped his berry wine, the taste growing on him.

“Ugh. Don't make me think about it.” Jackie sighed.

“You want me to request a song from the DJs?” Eddie pointed with his pinky over to Crystal, Akilah, Gen, and Melissa, who were all harmonizing Hotel California -by Crystal's instruction- as the others danced. 

“What song?” Jackie asked tiredly. 

“Trust me, its one of your favorites.” Eddie lied. Jackie smiled, allowing it.

Eddie walked over to the choir group, past Javi, who was trying to convince Travis that he should be allowed to drink the berry wine. Travis relented right as Eddie whispered the song name in Crystal’s ear. She nodded and brought the song to an end - there wasn't much in the way of instrumentals and the portion with lyrics had already been sung. Crystal conferred with the rest of the group as Eddie took his place next to Jackie. They started humming the opening to the song, and it took a second for Jackie to realize what Eddie had chosen. She looked up at him. 

“No- no, I’m not doing it.” She couldn't hide the amused grin on her face. 

“See that girl, watch that scene,” 

“You don't have a choice, sorry Jacks, rules are rules.” Eddie shrugged, smiling wide.

“-digging the dancing queen…”

“C���mon, I’ll embarrass myself too.” Eddie pulled her by the hand onto the ‘dance floor’. They had a routine for that song that Eddie knew she still remembered. Jackie stumbled over the first few steps, but eventually started to dance side by side with Eddie, laughing. It was corny, it was dorky, it was evenings after the dust from their arguments would settle, and he and Jackie would watch movies and have dance-offs together. Eddie almost tripped over a branch, and glanced up at Travis, who was smiling at them. 

“Anybody could be that guy…” 

Jackie twirled Eddie around, a move that was clearly intended for a time when Eddie was significantly shorter than her. A few others started joining in. Tai and Van were giggling like crazy as they danced with each other. Mari pulled Akilah from the singer's group for a moment to join her. 

Eddie remembered exactly when they had last danced to that song. He had been about twelve, Jackie fifteen, and it came on the speakers at some family friend’s wedding. He and Jackie had stolen the show, and by that he meant they had danced horribly and everyone had laughed at their performance. That was good. That was the point.

Out of breath, the song winding down, Eddie stumbled out of the dance clearing to sit next to Travis on his log ‘bench’. As the girls started to hum the beginning to Heat Of The Moment, Travis placed a quick peck on Eddie’s cheek. Eddie turned to glance at him, both of their faces red. They weren't exactly trying to hide what was going on anymore, especially not after the celebration that Tai and Van’s kiss had earned. But Eddie still felt giddy at the fact that they didn't have to hide anything. He saw Javi at the other side of the clearing, a cup full of berry wine, looking back and forth at his brother and Eddie, confused, before shrugging and taking a swig. 

“You gonna keep him from a lifetime of alcoholism?” Eddie nudged Travis, who laughed. 

“Ah- who the hell cares anymore?” Travis tilted his head as he watched the rest of the group dance and sing their hearts out. “End of the world, and all.”

--- thank you for reading!!! ---

[noctilu-uca]

This little freakster is apparently really really courteous and gentlemanly as said by the nrc students. He uses very highly respectable honorifics for EVERYONE even the people his own age (hes 16-ish i think) and is generally a very polite person and speaks eloquently. So very eloquently that it gets really odd since we rarely see that type of speech from someone so young in twst. As we know, halloween fanatic. BIIIGGG halloween fanatic. his hometown apparently worshiped jack skellington and saw him as the creator of halloween so basically grew up in weirdly halloween religious town. At school he was very ostracized (assuming he didnt go to school in his hometown, dont know if its NRC or RSA, best to assume its not) because the students dont share his interests and find him weird. Ended up in a book, the book his IDOL jack skellington resides in, forgotten by history, yet he aimlessly wandered the forest and never opened the holiday doors despite it being the only thing different in the forest

Theres many theories, skully might be dead, might be a ghost, OOORRR. a fae. there is many things that supoort these theories because. 1. Skully doesnt seem to have the same background knowledge as the NRC students. 2. doesnt seem to know the existence of very common things in twst, things that even the 700+ year old lilia remembers very well and can recount the change of expresison over time (magic stones). 3. He seems to think people dont know about halloween, or at the minimum gets OVERLY excited and surprised that people know of the *existence* of halloween. Theres more thingd but i cant remember them right now

But me ? What i think ? I think skully just grew up in an overly conservative town and he doesnt really *know* the outside world and its perspective because its all hes known. Of course my knowledge is limited bc this is a jp event WAAHHH but i know enough to make a decent inference

Despite being halloweens no.1 fan. Hes very odd about its expression...? He had odd rules, i dont remember them all but it was weird things like ALL BLACK. NO COLOURS. NO CANDY. NO MUSIC. NO DANCING. THIS IS SERIOUS AND SHOULD BE RESPECTED.

Anyway my point is that his expression of halloween is very serious very conservative and is almost treated like a wake or a funeral of some kind tbh. He also said that the "bad" ghosts should be beaten away despite halloween being the celebration of ALL ghosts (NRC students fought him on this one) which kinda just shows theres some moral "sin" he believes exists with halloween. Of course, expression is always subjective and hes free to do whatever he wants but he gets wayyy too upset when someone tries to go against whatever rules he places down for halloween. Way too upset. Ofc the NRC students (leona) weren't *always* nice about expressing their objections but it was still odd. He romanticizes halloween (much like how jack romanticizes christmas) yet turns it into something you would see at a weird church ? Hm.

And even with all that, he met jack !! His idol !! Wow omg !! But the thing is, when jack is planning halloween for the year skully actively dislikes his ideas. Despite idolizing him. Of course he goes along with it anyway because wow idol but, again, really odd

So my thoughts on this predicament, skully grew up in a religious, small, conservative town. And when he moved out and explored the world he was met with ostracism, and when he found an escape (the book) he dug himself into his fixation and refuses to leave the world hes built himself. He rarely talks about his outside world experiences, rarely talks about his hometown unless its in reference to his fixation. His views stay stuck with the conservative approach despite being told time and time again that it isnt the *right* way to approach. Even, indirectly, by his own idol whom he had been projecting onto. But even with people pointing out his skewed ways, he stays stuck. Refusing to redirect his approach and stay with what he has always done and always wanted to do.

Escapism and reality are very big themes im seeing, thats all.

I COULD BE SO WRONG PLEASE FEEL FREE TO CORRECT OR ADD INFO IM NOT CONFIDENT ABOUT ANYTHING I AM POSTING ABOUT THIS GUY I LEARNED THIS ALL SECOND HAND AND DIDNT LOOK BACK FOR REFERENCE THIS IS STRAIGHT HOT OFF THE NOGGIN !!!!!

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Wiping food off of various' crps face but youre kinda weird about it

aka you either eat said food or shove your hand in their mouth or pat their cheek or whatever. i yearn for funny shitposty x reader posts. i yearn for it like i yearn for shriump. iwant shrump so fucing abd characters: jeff the killer, laughing jack, masky, ticci toby notes: gn reader, crp reader, slender mansion au for fun, short and written on computer, more a shit post than anything but you guys are together cws: none

JEFF THE KILLER

you learn your lesson quick not to mess with him while hes eating... his mouth is just so wide thanks to his gashes...! so of course you shove your fingers into his mouth for a split second as a joke.. youre lucky he was so in shock because he wouldve bitten you...

he will be prepared for next time- hes not going to trust your offers to clean him up for a while

hes equal parts shocked annoyed and vaguely amused. youre fucking weird you know that right? now if youll excuse him hes going to go rinse his mouth out

he might retaliate by smearing food on your face and patting it in. the girls are fighting!

LAUGHING JACK

honestly the fact he doesnt get more candy all over his face with how aggressively he eats it and the massive quantity is a miracle... but its only a matter of time before he gets some melted chocolate on his face

you swipe it off- and he giggles a thank you... and then you eat the chocolate. dramatically. his giggles instantly die for a few seconds before he just busts out. what the fuck was that!

if you wanted some so bad you could have just said so and hed get you more than enough! he doesnt care that you were doing it for a bit- he WILL bring it up any chance he gets. everyone will know. good luck

MASKY

honestly this is the quickest way to make him not take his mask off around you again. he gets some sauce stuck on the corner of his mouth as you both each together and you just

reach for his face and swipe it off. normal! and then you decided to ruin it by putting the thumb you used against his lips. the only reason you werent able to get it in his mouth was because he kept his teeth closed- cue your nail clicking against his teeth

he is flabbergasted. his brows? knitted together. eyes? widened in shock. mouth? closed but pulled into an unamused line. even without words hes clearly asking what the fuck is wrong with you

its funny though

TICCI TOBY

you wipe his mouth and lightly pat his cheek. he actually... doesnt think much of it. sure its a little much but the pat didnt feel bad. he loves getting some extra loving from you

but then you keep going... a pat on the cheek turned into patting him on the head- and then ruffling his hair... and then trailing your finger down his forehead- his nose- and eventually his lips

he kind of squirms away once you start trailing his face and just. "what the FUCK are you doing??"- like hes not mad just very very confused

is this a game he isnt aware of?? you... didnt get the food in his hair did you?

[sirensea14]

Doey headcanons bc my son is crying

Doey cries offscreen and when he does, his tears are either red, yellow or orange based on what hes feeling: angry + crying = kevin (red), sad + crying = jack (yellow), emptiness or burnout or regrets + crying = matthew (orange) he usually cries during the first months after the hour of joy

Kevin—the kid/humanoid with the angry eyes in Doey's monster form—glows the brightest among the three cuz he's consumed by anger (ik it doesnt exist in his model but imagine💔)

Altho its already shown thru a tape, Doey often does self-therapy and self-talking to comfort himself whenever he's distressed. Since he's the role model of the safe haven (after poppy was captured), he was always expected to remain calm in most situations. And he does it so well that almost no one can sense whether he's stressed or not. He may also not talk much about his feelings cuz he doesnt want to cause any more distress among the already distressed toys.

Blud is ALWAYS confused at what he should feel or think but he just hides it well in the game. And before being promoted as the leader, he mightve always answered "i dont know" to most questions he has no knowledge to answer to or whenever he's in a new situation. Jack is panicking badly but Matthew also tries to calm him down and take reign of Doey. Until anger reaches his head for Kevin to move,,,,, He's just as distressed as the other toys, he was just used to it

He hugs himself cuz he has no one to hug 😭😭😭 he's often outside, searching for scraps of food

He prolly hates himself too, adding his confusion with himself

I kin him sm

His hat is made if metal /j

He's eating other toys, his remorse or mercy for them is gone (idk if he felth what riley felt durinv his first days)

One of the kids hate cold weather

Depending on what he feels (goofy/sad, angry, calm), the one or two hand colors on his body would be more saturated than the other

He likes to play pretend kitchen and tea time with some toys whenever they have freetime. He also lets the toys use his clay to create and mold things

He sometimes says "mommy", "daddy" and "home" out loud without realizing it and the toys would just stare at him flabbergasted

He likes to be the leader but he also doesnt like it

He has so much pent up fustration and rage

He's like the "forced to be a parent" child

When kevin is inactive, he would sometimes playfully call some workers as "mom" or "dad" to mess with them and get some good laughs (he thinks jumpscares are funny) He def did mess with their hearts

Doey and kissy are the best characters so far, too bad we had to kill doey😔

Also, ngl the sounds of vehicles that i hear outside reminds me of Pianosaurus' sounds😭 rlly disappointed that we didnt get to see much of this bud🕯️

Also i have a lil bit of observation for the experiments nos. Those with 1100 to 1199 seem to have no ability to talk while those above 1200 have it so. Meaning their experiments were getting more advanced and painful😭😭 (1006 aint counter cuz he has some kind of robotic voice box mimicker)

-a thought not fully well-thought cuz i need to sleep

Thats all for my ted talk, thank you🍫

[crushedsweets]

How do they make fun of Nina?

AHHH i have such a long answer for this cuz its smth that i think abt a lot but i havent really talked abt it bc i get so frustrated On her behalf LOL...ill try to be quick

they'll harmlessly tease her for a lot of stuff like her clothes("who the hell wears knee high converse still"), dating choices ("and why exactly are you with that loser"), general dramatic behavior ("can you calm down nina its not that deep"), etc.

most of the time, she can brush it off like "OH MY GODDD guys you just dont get itttttttt" and giggle cuz she trusts theyre just teasing affectionately. but sometimes she gets defensive, or they catch her at a bad time, or it's a very specific phrase that gets her really worked up. and toby/clocky dont know when to back down, cuz theyre stubborn and think shes too sensitive if she gets upset

...so.

in that specific comic, i was imagining she was venting about stupid work drama. toby starts laughing at her, clocky is like "youre so dumb why are you getting involved with that shit". nina's been having a rough week so she gets kinda snappy going on about "its my job i spend half my week there and im friends with some of them like im gonna get involved clocky". meanwhile, toby and clocky just keep ragging on her about how shes alwaaayyysss in drama, always getting worked up, shes so sensitive, generally kinda talking down on her. and eventually shes like HOLY FUCK IHATE YOU GUYS SHUT UP

ok i know im the one who headcanoned them like this but toby and clocky make me so mad for this LMMMAAAOOOOOO

theyre huge stubborn hypocrites who think that THEIR emotional responses are displays of strength/self respect/power, while nina and jacks are displays of weakness/being a doormat. they believe that nina and jacks kindness, sensitivity, and desire for connection is pathetic, and these qualities of theirs get amplified when theyre together. which is why they validate their behavior while making fun of ninas

clocky is first to finally settle down and realize she's being an asshole because this is how SHE learned to protect herself through years of abuse and bullying, but not how NINA learned to protect herself through her own abuse/bullying. something about fight, freeze, fawn, flee all being different, but valid, responses to trauma

I'D ALSO LIKE TO SAY nina isnt the like group punching bag or anything by any means. theyre all still very protective of her, care about her, and do take care of her in their own ways. kate doesnt make fun of her at all (just cuz kate doesnt really sit around and make fun of anyone but toby), and jack is much more in tune with boundaries and her emotions. toby and nina are just the easiest to mess with cuz they both give funny reactions